I was washing breakfast dishes when it popped in my head. The Glorious Impossible. I thought we always sang this around Christmas, but it kept running through my head. When I found the words, they fit so perfectly with this season and everything in our lives. A virgin with child? Impossible without the glory of God. Walking on water, turning water into wine? Impossible without the Son of God. The God of heaven entering a human body and human time and being wounded for our transgressions, God dying for our sins? Impossible to even think about giving one of my sons to do that, God did it for us all out of love, when we still were sinners.
A family living a year without a “normal job”? Holding on tight to each other and our faith, growing more dependent on the LORD instead of blaming Him? Impossible, I would have said last year. And yet, He sees us through. Each day, He provides what we need. A word, a note, a knock on the door, a gift card in the mail. So many prayers sustain us on days when we wonder what to do next. A church body being the hand and feet of Christ to us. When the furious winds of doubt and despair howl around us, we cling to each other and the Comforter and listen for that still, soft voice to say “This is the way, walk in it” (Isaiah 30:21).
Even when it seems a new, full-time job is the impossible, HE has shown us again and again through short-term contract jobs and extra shifts and food budgets that go waaayyy farther than humanly possible, NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE WITH GOD.
With a humble, grateful heart, here is my list for this week:
- early irises, green grass
- digging in the dirt & pulling out the weeds in my wee little flower garden
- blustery days and thunder filled nights
- no damage to our home despite the wind
- better-late-than-never birthday celebrations
- cheesecake and homemade cards
- first garden harvest–6 lettuce leaves and a handful of cilantro!
- a beautiful community of faithful women, praying out the next generation
- the King of Kings, riding into Jerusalem on the foal of a donkey
- the gentle reminder through this song, that Jesus is our Glorious Impossible
See the virgin is delivered in a cold and crowded stall
Mirror of the Father’s glory lies beside her in the straw
He is mercy’s incarnation
Marvel at this miracle
For the virgin gently holds the glorious impossible
Love has come to walk on water
Turn the water into wine
Touch the leper bless the children
Love both human and divine
Praise the wisdom of the Father
who has spoken through his Son
Speaking still he call us to the glorious impossible
He was bruised for our transgressions
And he bears eternal scars
He was raised for our salvation and his righteousness is ours
Praise O’ praise him
Praise the glory of this lavished grace so full
Lift your souls now and receive the glorious impossible
—Carl Cartee, from the CD Here I Go